Falsely Accused

After a traumatic assault, a woman wrongly accuses her husband of orchestrating the crime. Despite knowing the truth, their families allow him to be imprisoned abroad to protect her real lover. While he suffers in a cell, his wife dismantles his company to fund the true culprit's escape. He eventually dies in custody, dismissed by his wife as a fraud even in death. Only when faced with his cold corpse does her vengeful satisfaction transform into a harrowing realization of her mistake.

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Chapter 4

Samantha sent out a lot of people to look for me, but of course, they couldn't find me.

My body was still in the morgue.

The police and the coroner kept calling her, asking her to come identify and sign off on the body.

But Samantha only trusted her own belief. She was convinced the body was a fake and that I was hiding somewhere, laughing at her.

After yet another call from the police, Samantha snapped. She threw things around the villa, furious.

Lewis and Elsie came by. They didn't know I was dead.

Everyone assumed that my release from prison meant I'd return to Samantha's side—after all, I loved her so much. I was even willing to take the blame for a crime I didn't commit just to protect her.

But every time, it was Isaac who came out to greet them. He offered coffee and shared stories of his upbringing under Elsie and Lewis's care for over 20 years.

Elsie and Lewis quickly became swayed.

They began to think it might be better that I didn't return from overseas. Having Isaac as their only son seemed like a good idea.

After all, even though I was their biological child, Isaac was the one they'd actually raised.

Before leaving the villa, Lewis hugged Elsie, comforting her, "It's normal for a child to grow up and have their own lives.

"Joziah's been abroad for a few years. I guess he has become wild and free like the people there. Let him have a few more years of freedom. When he starts missing home, he'll naturally come back."

I never could have imagined Lewis would say that.

I had been locked up in a prison overseas for three years, bullied by other prisoners, living a hellish existence. But in their words, it sounded like I was just over there, having fun with the prisoners and still not tired of it.

Elsie seemed to be convinced. She nodded in agreement.

"We're getting older. Isaac is here to take care of us. He's a good, humble, and kind child raised with traditional values. He'll take care of us in our old age."

After Lewis and Elsie left, they never asked about me again.

Meanwhile, Samantha grew more and more irritable by the day, almost losing her mind.

During the day, the people she sent out to search for me returned empty-handed.

At night, she would throw herself on Isaac, demanding compensation in a frenzy. It was clear to see that Isaac was being drained dry.

Samantha even posted on her social media, offering a reward for anyone who had information about my whereabouts.

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